"Grief doesn’t follow rules; it crashes into your life and reshapes everything."

Another town day has come and gone.
To be flat-out honest, Hippie Aunt sent me a text today. 
She’s having a very hard time and is still grieving deeply. 
After all, she lost both her brother and her sister within the span of a single month.

She’s 72 years old and the last member of her immediate family.
Her parents have passed, and all three of her siblings are gone too.

Grief never really leaves, does it? 
It comes and goes, like waves.
Aunt’s text hit me hard and brought it all back. 
And with my mom’s death anniversary coming up so soon, it feels even heavier right now.

And then, just to top it all off, Badger had a meltdown. (Because yes, autistic meltdowns are still very much a thing in adulthood.) 
It made the whole day feel that much heavier.

Today just feels heavy.
I feel like crying, maybe even yelling a little.
Honestly, I’m just over it.